Oh bythe way I love cocks.I am not a mean person. I am not an egotistical person. I doreally believe I am one of the best cock suckers in the worldand...if not, I am going to practice until I am. I wish I waspracticing now. I think I told you I love dicks.I work for an ex whore by the name of Micki and she is my bestfriend. I work at a first class whore house we callDisneyFuckLand (DFL). I work with a real girl named Cherry, whois becoming a good friend. I have a friend who lives on the westcoast. I was just mesmerized by her perfect nipples, her tiny breasts, and her fantastic body. Then as I watched her Nichoël sat up tall and removed her T-shirt all together then climbed into bed with me. She cuddled tightly into me and I guess we must have dozed off. The next thing I knew I looked over at the clock and saw that it was noon. I got out of bed and got dressed. Nichoël got out of bed and just picked up her T-shirt. I told her that I would fix us something for breakfast and she said. The sight was breathtaking. The only jewelry she wore was a small silver cross on a silver chain and her wedding band. Paul liked the wedding ring. He like the idea of fucking someone else's wife, particularly when the husband had made all the arrangements. Sheila's bra was a bright orange. Small silver rose buds were embroidered into the material.With her hands laced behind her neck, Sheila had a tendency to arch her back so her breasts and hips were pushed out in front of the rest of her. As the plane levelled out and the seat belt lights blinked out the crew started coming around with drinks. Gail ordered her regular bloody Mary and Paul a scotch/ rocks. Dinner consisted of the “slightly upgraded from Economy class food” and both pushed it around the plates without much pleasure. “If you could have any meal in any place, were would you be now” Paul asked her quietly. “I don’t know” she replied, “what about you?” I would want to be in a small little restaurant on the.